The Eminence In Shadow Novels & Stories

I clear my voice and took a deep breath as I mentally prepare myself to read this monstrosity. ’I love you. I know for a fact that I will never be able to understand why you question how much I do... But you have given me something I’ve never had. And that’s my shadow. Love isn’t selfless, sweet, or innocent. Love is dark, selfish, and passionate. And I wouldn’t have known what love genuinely was without you. Love is a dangerous drug with intoxicating feelings as side effects. You may think being my shadow is terrible, but what is light without its darkness? What’s a life without the inevitable death? You must realize how much you mean to me, right? I even made this sappy speech for you. But

I had expected them to be grave about this matter but smiling at me Cain said, “I had already been a step ahead and thought about it. I had therefore asked Elder Morris about it and he said that a shadow of a person is almost as if it is its part, Ephialtes can therefore never hide in it. It would almost be as if he was forcing into a part of our body but he cannot without a person giving him permission to and therefore we would be safe from that.” “If he could actually be able to get into our shadows then we would never be alone, just imagine how it would have felt not knowing if you are alone or not?” Devin said looking at each of our shadows that were dark paths on clean ground. Rubbing m

Keagan was on the other end of the battlefield, still trying to figure out what more he could do. The battlefield transformed into a dark and twisted dance as Emberlyn and Keagan fought against the villain's shadow manipulation. The villain used the shadows to his advantage, creating illusions, launching surprise attacks from unexpected angles, and ensnaring Emberlyn and Keagan with their inky tendrils. The villain was relentless, drawing upon his diabolical mastery and infamous skills, his control over the shadows growing stronger. With a malevolent grin, he unleashed a wave of darkness, enveloping Emberlyn and Keagan, temporarily obscuring them from view.

At first glance, he looks very much put together, but his pallid complexion as well as the perspiration on his forehead betray his true feelings. Though being a server might seem to be easier than working all night at the kitchens, from experience I know this couldn’t be further away from the truth. In actual fact, I would take the physical exhaustion that comes with slaving away in the kitchens anytime over serving those stuck-up and arrogant high class wolves any day. Whom at the littlest mistake and tiniest provocation would unleash the most sadistic, inhumane torture on an unsuspecting Omega.

“We need to warn them. The crow—” A shadow passes overhead. The crow circles, one eye violet, the other gold. *“It’s not over,”* the Shadow whispers in my mind. *“It’s never over,”* I reply. ---

The End inside her flared violently. But not against the shadow. Against her memory of herself. The shadow continued. “You refused execution of instruction.” A pause. “That refusal created contradiction.” Emma shook her head. “That created me…” The shadow did not deny. And that was worse than confirmation. Emma whispered: “So the End…” The shadow answered: “Is what remained of function without compliance.” Silence shattered. Emma felt something inside her fracture again. But not outward. Inward. Deep. The End reacted suddenly. Stronger than before.

Matthias shouted to his parents, "Send Katana to my chambers now. Emma is in danger!" Matthias faded and entered their room to find Emma fading fast as a shadow sat upon her with a pillow held upon her head, suffocating her. He knew her heartrate was falling fast, and she was not long for this world. Charging at the shadow, he passed right through and fell upon the floor next to Emma. He was shocked at the power of the shadow and yet he couldn't attack it via normal means, he managed to pull the pillow away from her face and heard her breathing hitch, as she managed to take in the air to sustain her lungs.

* *The shadow claims you… damn. A tiny, private thrill cut through the terror. She hit record for a quick voice note. “Episode Two teaser,” she whispered, her voice still husky from everything that had happened today. “When the shadow claims you, do you run… or let it swallow you whole?” She uploaded it, then closed the app. One small piece of her life that still belonged only to her. Her phone lit up with three new messages. Jake: *8 a.m. sharp. Or the video goes live.*

" I choked out, clutching the manuscript against my chest as I backed away until my spine hit the cold stone wall. ​Gabriel smiled—a slow, terrifying curve of his lips as he stepped into the dim beam of light. ​"I told you before, little bird," Gabriel whispered, reaching out to take the corner of the parchment from my trembling hands. "There is nowhere in this town where my shadow can not reach."

The shadow stepped closer, its form rippling like smoke in wind. “Of the one your soul holds above all others.” The air left Ember’s lungs. Kaila recoiled inside her. No. No. NO. Ember staggered backward, shaking her head. “That can’t be right. You’re lying.” The shadow didn’t move. “It is the law that created your world. Only love strong enough to break you can restore the balance.” “No!” Ember shouted, her voice echoing wildly around the chamber. “There must be another way!” The chamber flickered. For a moment, Ember thought everything might crumble. But the shadow remained steady.